Ling Qingyan looked at Jimo Qinghe's expression and saw that he was not teasing.

"Lord Zuo Xiang, you and I are both Haotian officials, so I know that this dynasty is a courtier, even if I have the personal promise of the previous king, I also need the consent of the current king."

"General Ling is really transparent."

Ji Mo Qinghe smiled slightly.

"In addition to this incident, I also thank Prime Minister Zuo."

Ling Qingyan said and saluted Jimo Qinghe.

"Lord Zuo's intentions, my two children don't understand, but I know."

Ji Mo Qinghe stroked the sleeves of his shirt.

"General Ling's child is the queen of the general, smart and smart, and I believe that in time, he will be the pillar of the imperial court."

"Cheng Zuo Xiang's auspicious words."

Ling Qingyan bowed to him, and Mo Qinghe supported him.

"Previously, the king had already promised to select the best and the best, and I had already submitted a letter to the king about Ling Yin, just waiting for the king to submit a reply document."

"Thank you, Prime Minister Zuo!"

The change of guard at the border of Heze is in full swing, and Ling Qingyan has decided to hand over the position of guard to Ling Yin at the right time, and these things are now mostly handed over to Ling Yin.

Jimo Qinghe is different from the officials who come to Heze to inspect on weekdays, he surveys and defends himself, and Ling Yin often discusses military affairs with him, in addition to the soldiers on weekdays, Ling Yang often appears in the barracks, but he doesn't do anything, just follow Ling Yin, sit or lie down, and shake his fan It always seems to be very pleasant, Ling Yin will feel that he is a little in the way at first, and then he will get used to it and follow him.

On this day, Ling Yin was not there, Ling Yang came to the air, grabbed a soldier and asked, saying that Ling Yin went to the military office, but it was Mo Qinghe on the city wall, he thought about it, opened his folding fan, and the light flashed in his eyes, and it was also good to meet Lord Zuoxiang.

When Ling Yang went up to the city wall, Ji Mo Qinghe was standing there with his hands over, he was dressed in a blue and white robe swaying with the strong wind, wearing a silver crown of green feathers, and two handfuls of green silk hanging from his ears, just looking at the front from a distance, he was already a compassionate and compassionate celestial figure.

"Lord Zuo Xiang is actually looking at the city, is there any difference between the scenery above and below?"

Ling Yang looked at it and asked with interest.

Jimo Qinghe glanced at him lightly, and then turned his head again.

"I'm not looking at the city, I'm looking at the royal capital."

"The royal capital?"

Ling Yang also looked forward in the same way as Jimo Qinghe.

"This ...... Can this be seen? ”

"In the heart, not in front of you."

Ji Mo Qinghe tilted his head slightly.

"I also have someone I want to protect."

Ling Yang turned his head to look at him, what is this?

"Ling Yang, you don't have to worry about Ling Yin, the person I want to protect is not her."

The ink is clear and the voice is cold.

Ling Yang heard the sincerity in Ji Mo Qinghe's tone, and also restrained his cynical expression.

"Lord Zuo, Ling Yang didn't mean that......"

Before Ling Yang could finish speaking, Mo Qinghe turned sideways.

"It's okay, I just want to tell you that what I do is just for what my heart wants, and to bless Haotian in the prosperous world is to bless her with peace."

After saying that, Mo Qinghe continued to look in the direction of the royal capital, Ling Yang squinted slightly, and a trace of exploration flashed in his eyes, there are rumors that my king is jealous of the left minister, and now it seems that there is something else hidden.

"Ling Yang will remember Prime Minister Zuo's kindness, if there is an opportunity, Ling Yang will definitely repay it."

Ling Yang bowed his head and arched his hand.

Ji Mo Qinghe didn't help him, he glanced at Ling Yang who was bowing.

"Old General Ling said that your sister and brother are still children, and they don't understand the deep meaning, and now it seems that he may have underestimated you."

After speaking, Jimo Qinghe passed by Ling Yang and got off the city wall, the sunset on the city wall was as red as blood, and the sea of clouds was surging like a golden dragon, which was a unique scenery on the border of Heze, Ling Yang looked at the back of Jimo Qinghe, and then looked up at the sunset on the West Mountain.

As long as she can stay here, stay with me, that's enough.